This is a chronicle of my leap over the pond from Vancouver to London. Will a geographic shift impact my overall level of awesomeness? I will explore the answer in the pages below...
Like I always say, Vancouver is the most beautiful city I have ever seen. Amidst violent riots, a heavy police presence and a deep sadness over the loss of a victory so near, there is a soft and endearing innocence that reverberates just below the surface. In this case, it spilled right onto the street.
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